Page 109 of The Ranger
“She didn’t even come to my baby shower, so I doubt she cares.”I shrug.
“She’ll care,” Cole says, turning onto my street.
“About herself.Not me.Not Zara.”
When he parks the car, he turns to face me.“I know it must hurt, but you have me now.My family.They are your family now, too.”
My lips part as tears fill my eyes.
“But they aren’t, though,” I whisper.
He frowns, cupping my face.“Yeah, they are.Come on.Let’s get you packed and home to my place.”
Home.
Cole isn’t telling me something.My senses are on alert.If he thinks we’re staying long term, he’s joking.But I appreciate how amazing he’s been.
It feels like more than that.
Perhaps he’s adjusting to being a father.It’s a big moment for all of us.
“Thank you,” I place my hand over his.“You are an amazing father already, Cole.If I never tell you again.”
His frown turns into a smile, then he starts laughing, his hand falling away.“Okay, good.I’ll file that away forever.”
I grin, then bite my lip.“Man, I hope we don’t kill her.”
“Jesus, Scar.We’re not going to kill her.Don’t say shit like that.”
I open the door and shrug.“Just keeping it real.”
“Real crazy,” he mutters, climbing out and opening the back door to get our daughter.“At least she’s not called Rainbow.”
I chuckle as I walk to my front door and unlock it.That was the longest brewing joke in the history of jokes.
And totally worth it.
